"What are you still doing? Come and see if you are angry!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

Everyone came to their senses, but no one dared to step forward.

Country people have many taboos.

Among all kinds of death, hanging is the most serious.

No one dared to step forward.

"I'm here to check it out!"

Yang Huazhong showed a cold side at this time.

He pushed aside the crowd and hurried over, squatting beside Shuanzi Niang.

The man used his hand to probe under Shuanzi's nose and frowned.

"Suffer it, I'm not angry!"

he said.

"What?" Lao Yangtou was so shocked that he fell to the ground.

It's over, it's over, people have died.

Now even if the land is sold out and the house is demolished, it won’t be a problem!

When other people in the room heard this, they all stepped back, fearing that they would get bad luck if they stepped forward.

Mrs. Tan was also shocked.

There she slapped her thighs, raised her head and cried: "Oh my god, what evil have I done to cause such a disaster..."

Tan's crying made the already panic-depressed atmosphere even more tense.

In the crowd, Yang Ruoqing saw her cousin, fifth uncle and fifth aunt, and they all looked panicked.

All the women and children were frightened and cried.

Mrs. Sun also had a look of pain on her face, shaking her head and saying: "What a good life, just lost like that. That family is also ruined. Shuanzi is so pitiful..."

Over there, Yang Huazhou was still among the people pinching Shuanzi Niang.
Chapter completed!